Friday, 12 February 2010

I have a story in my head. It's been whirling around in my head since early October 2009 and yet I have failed to put anything on paper. I started to write the first chapter two nights ago but decided it was all wrong, my writing was messy and the page didn't feel right so I ripped the page out and threw the paper away. I haven't attempted to write it again although my mind keeps adding words, description and scenes to it. It seems that attempting to break away from short stories is proving to be difficult and causing a big block between my mind, the pen and the page. The idea is there, it's just not willing to come out yet.

The main character in the story is schizophrenic. I decided that I couldn't write the illness effectively without researching it, getting some good books about people's experiences and submerging myself in all things schizophrenic. So, I trudged to the local library (one of my new favourite places to be) only to find nothing about schizophrenia in the library catalogue, luckily my Lovely L works at a library in Manchester and she will shortly be arriving, by train, armed with various books on the disease.

I'm hoping that the research will give me that much needed push to get the story out of my head and onto the page.